Booh! (Eugene Field Poems)
On afternoons, when baby boy has had a splendid nap,And sits, like any monarch on his throne, in nurse's lap,In ...
Eugene Field Poems on Cry (52 Poems)
The Peter-Bird (Eugene Field Poems)
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter,And from the orchard a voice echoes and echoes ...
A Proper Trewe Idyll Of Camelot (Eugene Field Poems)
Whenas ye plaisaunt Aperille shoures have washed and purged awayeYe poysons and ye rheums of earth to make a merrie ...
Yvytot (Eugene Field Poems)
Where wail the waters in their flawA spectre wanders to and fro, And evermore that ghostly shoreBemoans the heir of ...
The Delectable Ballad Of The Waller Lot (Eugene Field Poems)
Up yonder in Buena ParkThere is a famous spot,In legend and in historyYclept the Waller Lot.There children play in daytimeAnd ...
Madge: Ye Hoyden (Eugene Field Poems)
At Madge, ye hoyden, gossips scofft, Ffor that a romping wench was shee—"Now marke this rede," they bade her oft, ...
The Vision Of The Holy Grail (Eugene Field Poems)
_Deere Chryste, let not the cheere of earth, To fill our hearts with heedless mirth This holy Christmasse time; ...
The Stoddards (Eugene Field Poems)
When I am in New York, I like to drop around at night,To visit with my honest, genial friends, the ...
The Tin Bank (Eugene Field Poems)
Speaking of banks, I'm bound to say That a bank of tin is far the best, And I know ...
The Two Little Skeezucks (Eugene Field Poems)
There were two little skeezucks who lived in the isle Of Boo in a southern sea;They clambered and rollicked in ...
After Reading Trollope’s History Of Florence (Eugene Field Poems)
My books are on their shelves againAnd clouds lie low with mist and rain.Afar the Arno murmurs lowThe tale of ...
Ben Apfelgarten (Eugene Field Poems)
There was a certain gentleman, Ben Apfelgarten called, Who lived way off in Germany a many years ago,And he was ...
Beranger’s “Broken Fiddle” (Eugene Field Poems)
IThere, there, poor dog, my faithful friend, Pay you no heed unto my sorrow:But feast to-day while yet you may,— ...
The Fly-Away Horse (Eugene Field Poems)
Oh, a wonderful horse is the Fly-Away Horse -Perhaps you have seen him before;Perhaps, while you slept, his shadow has ...
Fisherman Jim’s Kids (Eugene Field Poems)
Fisherman Jim lived on the hillWith his bonnie wife an' his little boys;'T wuz "Blow, ye winds, as blow ye ...
Alaskan Balladry (Eugene Field Poems)
Krinken was a little child,—It was summer when he smiled.Oft the hoary sea and grimStretched its white arms out to ...
The Bow-Leg Boy (Eugene Field Poems)
Who should come up the road one dayBut the doctor-man in his two-wheel shay!And he whoaed his horse and he ...
The Happy Household (Eugene Field Poems)
It's when the birds go piping and the daylight slowly breaks,That, clamoring for his dinner, our precious baby wakes;Then it's ...
Alaskan Balladry, No.1 (Eugene Field Poems)
The Northland reared his hoary head And spied the Southland leagues away—"Fairest of all fair brides," he said, "Be thou ...
Christmas Morning (Eugene Field Poems)
The angel host that sped last night, Bearing the wondrous news afar, Came in their ...
Beranger’s My Last Song Perhaps (January 1814) (Eugene Field Poems)
When, to despoil my native France, With flaming torch and cruel swordAnd boisterous drums her foeman comes, I curse him ...
Ailsie, My Bairn (Eugene Field Poems)
Lie in my arms, Ailsie, my bairn,— Lie in my arms and dinna greit;Long time been past syn I kenned ...
Human Nature (Eugene Field Poems)
A beggar-man crept to my side One bitter, wintry time; "I want to buy ...
The Jaffa And Jerusalem Railway (Eugene Field Poems)
A tortuous double iron track; a station here, a station there;A locomotive, tender, tanks; a coach with stiff reclining chair;Some ...
The Lyttel Boy (Eugene Field Poems)
Sometime there ben a lyttel boy That wolde not renne and play,And helpless like that little tyke Ben allwais in ...
Booh! (Eugene Field Poems)
On afternoons, when baby boy has had a splendid nap,And sits, like any monarch on his throne, in nurse's lap,In ...
Uhland’s (Eugene Field Poems)
There were three cavaliers that went over the Rhine,And gayly they called to the hostess for wine."And where is thy ...
The Stork (Eugene Field Poems)
Last night the Stork came stalking,And, Stork, beneath your wingLay, lapped in dreamless slumber,The tiniest little thing!From Babyland, out yonderBeside ...
The Poet’s Metamorphosis (Eugene Field Poems)
Maecenas, I propose to fly To realms beyond these human portals;No common things shall be my wings, But such as ...
At The Door (Eugene Field Poems)
I thought myself indeed secure, So fast the door, so firm the lock;But, lo! he toddling comes to lure My ...